Hopeful tonight you've found a disguise
You and I never lasted
As the day turns to night
under these subruban skies
think of
Fallen like a soldier, tragically you are at war
You think
Beautiful secrets you guard them in your secret garden
You water
Slow falling whispers on pricked up ears
Slow burning cinders, three
You've got a way with words
You've got a way
Lately you've been down on love,
crying out to the man
Kids out driving Saturday afternoon pass me by
I'm just savouring
There's a hole in the roof
and the dust that's pouring
Love is something of an art,
when we are led by
I search through the days,
I live though the nights,
I wonder
Hey you, stare at the sun
Not gonna see, anyone
Lost my
I was involved,
Willing or not,
A city on fire,
is out of
Keeping time don't matter
as much as the feeling,
So break the
Do you want another try?
Rewrite some Lines?
Do you want to
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